Chapter two

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Everything was all right. It has been 3 weeks since I started school. Elijah, Melody and I were always together. Every day was perfect for me.

Elijah told me that he really has a crush on Melody and that he used me to get closer to her but we really became close friends. He told me every single secrets he have. Well thats what he said. They (Melody and Elijah) really seem like a couple to me.

Everything was in place. Until this day.

My clothes. My things. Every single one. All were scattered. I guess they really gave up on me already.

I stuffed some of my clothes. Grabbed my wallet, my passport, my files, and left the house. I decided to leave immediately. Not wanting to be with them anymore. I tried to hold my tears but I couldn't.

I decided not to call anyone even Elijah nor Melody.

I left everything. EVERYTHING. EVERYTHING.

Even my old self.............
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6 months later

I found myself working at a painting shop. The salary was not enough for me and the monthly bills I have to pay. So at night, I work as a waitress but not every night. Also just for the savings I need to go back to school I sometimes work as an extra in movies. Im still earning.

This way I learned a lot. What? I learned how to be strong, to cook, to take care of myself, and how to live alone.

I was done with my work being a waitress. So I decided to go home. "Hi" a woman said. She was probably in her early twenties. "Hi" I said.
I noticed she was the girlfriend of the son of the owner of the painting shop, that was an actor. The famous "Kristine Grey." She is an actor as well.

"I heard so much about you"

"You did?" I said in disbelief. How?

"My mom is actually looking for a high school girl. Not just my mom but my dad as well."

What is she talking about.......

"Im joking" she said giggling.

"Not funny" I said angrily. "What do you want from me?"

"Okay, just come with me I will tell you what I need from you" I followed her believing in her. I don't know why I believed her I just felt a need to. Besides she is my boss' girlfriend.

We arrived at the diner where I work and sat in one of the tables with her in front of me.

"So what do you want?" I asked eagerly.

"I know you. Don't you know me?"

"I do you're famous" I said confused.

"Im your best friend's older sister, Anita Kristine Sarabia. Cant you remember? I played with you and Annie when you were little."

How could I forget? Kris. The sister of Annie. How could I forget?

Anita Karoline Sarabia. We were born on the same country, city, street, hospital, time, and date. We grew up on the same country,city, street, ground and house. She is. My best friend. My sister. My everything. The reason I still need to live. The person so dear to me. The person where my world revolved around. The person that cared for me.

But at the same time hurt me. She was loved by my parents and my older brother. She was like their ideal daughter and sister. They treated her like their own. On our birthdays, they bought gifts mine was big and hers was small. I opened mine and saw a big doll. At the back I saw a tag that says "second hand items for sale" it was small but I could read it very well. But Annie's was different it was a necklace with wonderful gems on it. They were diamonds. REAL ONE. Yeah it was really real when I heard my parents talking at night, saying it was real. That it was really expensive.

The day after, they keep on saying Annie. Annie. Annie. Annie. Annie here. Annie there. I don't know why. I cried all day and all night. But I never hated her. NEVER.

Until the day she was diagnosed of leukemia. I was scared. I cried everyday and every night. I spent my everyday and night with her. Until the day she died. My world stopped. Who wouldn't? When you know that the one who inspires you is gone. The reason you wake up every morning. The reason you eat. The reason you live. Is gone. Your partner in life. The day I knew that she is dead was when I brought my ukulele to the hospital and I decided to sing the song I made for her. A song that I made about me without her..........but shes dead.

But something I remembered that made me inspired. The day before she died, she made me promise to her to keep my world going. Pursue my talent in arts, socializing, acting, and singing. That is still my goal. To make her happy. To make her proud. To make our dreams visible.

"Jam. Jam. Jam. Jam. Jam!"

Snapped back to reality when I heard those words.

"Back to reality?"

I stood up and hugged her tightly.

"I know what happened. I payed a visit last week and realized you weren't there. I looked everywhere. I know them. Let me take care of you. I promised Annie to. Im finished with school. I got a job. I got a house and everything Annie wanted me to do except for one. She told me to get you. From your parents. To take care of you. Let me do the honor to be your sister. Mom agreed. Let us do the honor to be you family. " she said now crying.

I just nodded.

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